Gemlily was scared. Yes, so scared that she was going to admit that. Happiness seemed impossible. She thought she was happy. But she wasn't. She wasn't going to deny that. The facts were loud and clear. /This wasn't working./ What specifically wasn't working? ... Gemlily's entire life, to be honest. Oceanstar. Cloudedkit. Miragewhistle. Meadowrise. Who would StarClan take next? Tsunamiflash? No, not her mentor. Not for a very long time. But a 'very long time' felt so, so soon. No. Fae couldn't go down that road. Fae had too much on faer plate. This was enough. Just those three words were the reassurance that Emily needed. But then the doubt seeped in. *What do I do now?* Something was definitely missing. Then it hit her. Kits. Gigi wanted /kits/. Well, where was she going to find kits? She didn't love anyone. Not yet, at least. Maybe adopting was an option? Maybe. She'd keep an eye out. She'd be happy again. She would.
